I cordially invite ya'll to sit a spell on the front porch sometime , eat a plum or two with a cup of black coffee and 'talk shop' for a little while ...

I was accepted into my MFA program!!

Two years from this Fall I will have a Masters in Fine Arts of Creative Writing with my concentration in Poetry from Eastern Oregon University.

I just wanted to share my joy and happiness with my fellow writers and (sort of) my peer group.


:)

My mouth is wrapped in razor wire. The less said the better. Whole worlds are caught between my teeth. My eyes are somewhere between moons, and my nostrils breathe the mist of demons. My earlobes have the jewelry of vast continents. And my throat is strangled with amethyst tears. My hair wraps your shoulders. My pearls touch your belly. And my hands? They flutter like leaves in the wind to catch galaxies. I long to say the three words. But deserts live on my tongue.

Yet it takes only a moment to say goodbye.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/7/2016

If you are
not an
ocean
do not
make
waves.

Gasping for fresh air
Standing on your tippy toes
In a sea of books

Raw Meat and Red Teeth
I'm a Bow to the Moon
I Click over Cobbles
My Mad Energy
Bailed in my Stomach
I Task Myself
Open
And Daring Prey to Cross the Tension
Strung on my Senses
All Hot Gut and Wire
I'm Playing at Being
A Wild and Mean Thing
And I am Dedicated to this Wound.